Sep — Roleplayer Guild

FORMER SOVIET PRISON // UNKNOWN LOCATION

1100HRS. Jogging up to the door, he pushed his head against the glass, trying to look outside the room. Two guards. He ducked down low to the offside of the door and banged on it once. "Help!"

Without hesitation, the door was thrown open. The two guards ran in, guns coming up. Twisting out from his hiding spot, he threw the shield as the door closed. Holding the door open, continuing with his momentum he grabbed the first guard's taser as it came up, twisting his arm until the guard's hand opened and fell to the ground. Still holding the mans wrist he placed his other hand on the mans shoulder and pushed the guard in between Steve and the second guard.

As Steve heard the taser fire, he pushed. Sending the guard flying back, the teeth of the taser digging into his vest the two landed in a heap. Steve didn't have time to check on his handiwork however, within moments the sirens would be blaring. Picking up the shield he raced down the hall, shield on his arm. Getting down the hallway, the door at the end of the hall burst open. He pulled his arm back, twisted his entire torso, and threw his arm forward. The shield came loose and bounced down the hall. "Rogers, ha-"

The guard in the lead was cut off as the Vibranium shield caught him square in the jaw. The shield bounced back and caught another one in the helmet before it was back secured on Steves arm, as he grabbed it he allowed the momentum to take him in a twisting somersault. His feet collided with the chest of a guard. Through the door, he didn't bother to check what guards may have been on their feet, or conscious. Racing down the hall the lightning dimmed and turned too red and an alarm blared. 

He could already hear people in the halls around rushing to their stations, men shouting and barking orders. Left at the end of the hall. Steve had walked through this facility many times over the years, at the end of the hall he tucked down behind the door. It burst open as a group of guards ran through, streaming straight passed him. One, two, three, four, five... He went to stand but he stopped himself. Wait for the sixth. The slower straggler came running through the door trying to catch up with his compatriots. Smiling to himself he shot up to his feet and around. End of the hallway, take a right. Window at the end of the hall.

Steve rounded the corner, kicking it up to another gear. "Damn."

A group of soldiers stood at the end of the hallway, guns up. He swung his shield up tucking his body behind it as best he could. "Steve Rogers, Stop or we will shoot!"

Ignoring the orders he pushed himself harder directly for them. The corridor erupted in sounds of weapon fire, the bullets hitting the walls, doors, and ricocheting off the shield. There was a dull thud as he ran straight over one of the guards. Kicking himself up, he collided with the window shield first. There was a mighty crash before he was in the open air. Plummeting to the ground below.
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